P.O.V. 2

I stare at the ceiling of my room.
My fan on high, bringing a cold breeze upon my tear stained face.
What did I do wrong?
Why..?
They just left with no explanation.

I turn to my t.v. to see The Wizard of Oz playing.

Oh Mr.Tin Man...never get a heart.
Stay empty...hollow..

You don't understand, but trust me.
It's better to be empty.
A heart is one thing you really wouldn't want.
Love...is something everyone talks about.
But it's not always gold...

It's horrible and hard.
It'll give you scars and rips your heart in two.
Sometimes...you don't even get reason.
Just... heartbreak.

Please listen to me.

And if you still want a heart, I really want some armor.

I'll trade with you, but a warning again.
My heart is not the prettiest of them, and could use some healing.
But I'll trade, if you don't mind my scars.
I'll take your armor.
Take it rust and all.

Oh hey there Mr.Tin Man.
While it's broken and all..
I want one more quick favor

Please just take my heart...
Take it heartbreak and all...